The Map Overlay in Google Analytics • 01.01.09
So, another interesting post about Google Analytics!
Since you can see what keywords were used to find your site, you can also see which countries those readers are from. This is the breakdown of visits to my site, in order of most action to least action.
- Canada
- United States
- Sweden
- United Kingdom
- Spain
- Italy
- Switzerland
- Australia
- India
- Malaysia
So, that’s kind of fun. Now I know my Aunt Cheryl, who I called on Christmas Eve and told to check out my blog, never did. Since she gave me a Le Senza gift card, which I will use to buy impossibly fluffy knee high slippers with, I will forgive her. I also like to imagine who the people from each country might actually be. There are a few I suspect are even quite smitten with me, or want to adopt me, even though they don’t even know English but were enthralled by the way each word I typed is dancing on their computer screen, a fusion of grace/beauty/undescribable brilliance.
Or whatnot.
Please do let me know what country you’re from in the comments section. Then I could put a comment to the place, and maybe a name or link to your website, or whatever you like, minus pornographic pictures. Otherwise, I will imagine all kinds of things.
One time I imagined my entire first marriage out. I would be travelling through Europe, and meet a beautiful man who doesn’t speak English. He’s something. Italian/Croatian/Greek/Cockney Britis. Something romantic. Anyways, we’re flung together in a whirlwind romance, and converse only in the language of love. After 4 days, he proposes, and we are married with only one witness present who becomes my lifelong friend, who ends up owning a winery in France where we go spend our honeymoon for free. He also happens to own a sailboat and is liberal with invitations, especially to me, so I am always able to sail. We are together for a mere two months before my new husband breaks the news that he’s gay. I forgive him, and we remain good friends. I end up being Godmaster to his pets, who are all adorable and love me. He moves on to become the world’s greatest shoe designer ever known, all within weeks of our break up. Jimmy Choo, Manolo, Christian Louboutin all pale in comparision to his creations. For the rest of my life, he bestows upon me the most fabulous shoe collection of all time, as a gift for my friendship and being the only woman he could ever come close to loving.
So, unless you want to be known in a story such as this, leave your details in the comments. I am curious to know.
